This is a sad, sad day for anybody that likes this story, for this is the final chapter . I am a little sad, but it is a relief to have it finished, cause now I can focus on writing a new story before I move onto the sequel.
This chapter is extra long! I swear it's about 10, 500 words. That's why it took me so long to get finished, I wanted it to do the story justice.
I hope you enjoy this a lot...make it last for as long as you possibly can!
Luke wandered through the deserted cemetery with only one goal in mind. The sun hadn't even risen yet, but he had snuck out of Liz's apartment so he could come and tell his parents about what was going to happen later in the day.
He approached his father's headstone and dropped down to his knees, running his hand across the engraved writing softly.
"Hey dad," he greeted. "So, I'm getting married today. It's huge, I know, and I'm scared as hell," he admitted. "Not so much about today, but about the rest of it, the lives we have ahead of us. What if I mess everything up? I love Lorelai and I don't know what I'd do if she weren't in my life anymore." He stopped talking and looked up to the sky briefly.
"If I was granted one wish, I'd ask for you and mom to come back for just today. I wouldn't ask for any longer, cause I know you'll never come back for good," he murmured sadly. "But if I could have you here for today only, that would make me so happy. I wish you could be here to watch me get married, I know you'd love Lorelai, mom would too." He looked down into his lap and tried his hardest to hold back his tears.
"It's unfair," he stated. "It's unfair that Lorelai's parents are alive and well, not that I'd want anything to happen to them, but it's unfair. Kirk still has his parents, Bootsy does, Andrew does, hell even Taylor's seventy year old mother is still alive," he ranted. He was getting seriously worked up now. "So why, why don't I have my parents anymore?" His tears began to fall, and he ducked his head, putting his hands over his face.
"I really want you to see me get married today, and maybe you will," he said thoughtfully. "I don't really believe in all that heaven stuff, you know I was never religious, but if you are up there watching, could you give me some kind of sign later on? It'd be a big comfort knowing that you're there."
Luke wiped away his tears and took a moment to compose himself before he stood up. "Tell mom about today, that's if she wasn't already listening. Bye dad." He rested his hand on top of the headstone, before turning around and walking away. He had a big day ahead of him today.
"Rory, wakey wakey rise and shine," Lorelai sing-songed when she woke up that morning. It was six thirty and she was raring to go, even though the wedding wasn't for another six and a half hours.
"Go away," she mumbled in reply as she dug her head into her pillow. Lorelai rolled her eyes and poked her daughter in the ribs.
"Time to get up," she announced. "Something big's happening today, remember?" Rory groaned.
"I sleeping," she told her. Lorelai pouted and climbed out of bed, going over to her closet to admire her dress.
"I can't wait to wear you today," she whispered to it, but then she shook her head after realising how stupid she sounded talking to a dress. She went downstairs and sauntered over to the coffee maker, pouring more coffee in than she should have done. There was a series of loud bangs on her front door, and she rushed around to the living room window to see who it was. When she saw her fiancé standing there, she frowned. "Luke?" she called through the door to him. He wasn't supposed to see her until the wedding.
"Lorelai?" he replied.
"What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see you," he shrugged, even though she couldn't see him through the stained glass.
"But...it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding," she told him. Luke sighed, he knew she'd throw that in his face, she was such a traditionalist.
"Do you really believe in that stuff?"
"Yes, I do," she answered. "Now go, I'll see you at the ceremony."
"I brought breakfast for you and Rory," he tried, hoping that would get her to open the door. Lorelai smiled to herself and leaned against the door.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, pancakes for Rory and French toast with a side of bacon and hash browns for you," he enticed. Lorelai could practically feel her mouth watering.
"Nice try, but I'm not opening this door till you've gone."
"How do you suggest you get your breakfast then?"
"Leave it on the porch and I'll get it once you've disappeared," she requested. Luke sighed resignedly and set the brown Luke's bag on the floor.
"Fine, you win Crazy Lady."
"Thank you," she said gratefully. Luke smiled slightly then began to turn away from the door.
"I love you," he said before starting on his way back to Liz's place. He heard her muffled reply and grinned to himself as he carried on walking across their front lawn. Lorelai rushed to the living room window to check that he was walking away, then hurriedly unlocked the door and retrieved her breakfast.
She polished off her French toast and sighed quietly to herself. Rory was still sleeping, and that bothered Lorelai cause she was worried that they wouldn't have enough time to get ready. There was another knock on the door, this time it was the back one, and she called 'come in' as she usually would.
"You're getting married today!" Sookie squealed as soon as she'd closed the door behind her. She was jumping on the spot and Lorelai couldn't help but smile.
"I know," she agreed, getting up from her chair and bounding into her best friend. They jumped together for a few minutes, squealing strangely the whole time, then they sobered and pulled away from each other to grin like idiots.
"We have to do your hair, and your makeup," she listed. "Then there's my hair, and Liz's hair, and Rory's hair..." She began to panic, and Lorelai laid her hand on her best friend's lower arm.
"Relax," she said calmly. "We still have plenty of time. Anyway, I'm the bride and as my maid of honour, you're the one that has to keep me from having a panic attack today, not the other way around." Sookie nodded seriously, then noticed the Luke's bag sitting in the middle of the table.
"Where did that come from?" she asked worriedly.
"Oh, Luke brought it round," she shrugged nonchalantly.
"He saw you?" she panicked. "That's bad luck you know, for the groom to..."
"Sookie!" Lorelai cut off. "He didn't see me, he left it on the porch for Rory and I. God you have to stop being so panicky."
"Sorry," she apologised. "Where is Rory?"
"She's still asleep, I couldn't get her to wake up earlier," she frowned.
"The wedding's in six hours," she said worriedly. "She should be awake by now." She rushed over to Rory's room and Lorelai shook her head at the antics of her crazy best friend.
"She's in my room," she told her, watching Sookie rush through towards the stairs instead. "And tell her there're some pancakes waiting for her."
Sookie returned to the kitchen not five minutes later with a very moody Rory following close behind, pouting in her usual way. She pulled herself up onto a chair at the table and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Morning hon, daddy brought you pancakes," Lorelai told her, pushing the plate towards her daughter. Rory huffed and scowled at her mom.
"Hate you," she mumbled before pulling the plate closer to herself and digging in. Lorelai's eyes widened.
"Wow," she commented. "My first 'I hate you' at the grand age of two and a half, ladies and gentlemen." Sookie frowned.
"You didn't mean that, did you Rory?" asked Sookie, but the girl was too busy focussing on her breakfast.
"I know she didn't mean it, us Gilmore's get like that when we're suffering from lack of sleep." Sookie prodded her arm and smiled.
"But you're only gonna be a Gilmore for the next six hours, then you'll be a Danes," she sighed dreamily.
"Yeah," she agreed, not able to contain her childish grin.
"So, what are the plans for the day?" she asked eagerly.
"Well, Rory and I will get dressed after breakfast and get our stuff together, then we'll head up to the inn and check into the room that Mia saved for us to get ready in," she listed.
"That was nice of her."
"I know, I feel like I should buy her something for everything she's been doing for us. I mean, she put Rory and I up in the potting shed and she gave me a job. And she's letting us have the inn for free for the wedding and reception."
"Buy her something on your honeymoon," she suggested. "Then it's special."
"I guess," she shrugged. Then a thought came to her. "Wait, do you know where I'm going on my honeymoon?" she asked curiously. Sookie shook her head.
"No," she frowned. "I tried to get it out of him, I really did, but he wouldn't let up."
"I hope it's not camping," she muttered.
"Why would he take you camping for ten days? That's crazy," she said. "Anyway, I think it's nice that he wants it to be a surprise. It's kinda romantic."
"Yeah, it better be somewhere amazing though, I don't wanna spend a week and a half fishing."
"It will be, just wait and see," she said confidently. "And you'd better tell me when you find out."
"Oh I will, the suspense has been killing me for too long, I'll be shouting from the rooftops when I finally find out." Rory slid off of her chair and walked over to her mother, holding her arms up to her. Lorelai hoisted her up into her lap and Rory snuggled up against her. "What's the matter, Ror?"
"Don't hate you," she said into Lorelai's top. "Sorry." Sookie smiled softly as Lorelai kissed the top of her head.
"I know, babe," she whispered. "Now go choose some clothes to wear up to the inn." Rory nodded and lowered herself to the floor again, before scurrying off towards her room.
"Five and a half hours to go," Sookie whispered excitedly. Lorelai took a deep breath and rested her hands on the table.
"Yeah, five and a half."
"There you are!" Emily announced when the three girls arrived at the inn. Mia and Liz were accompanying her, and Lorelai smiled at them as she stepped towards them.
"Mom, relax," she told her. "There's still four hours until the wedding."
"I know, but you have to do your hair and makeup, and everyone has to change into their dresses," she listed. Lorelai laid a hand on her mother's arm to soothe her.
"Seriously, there's no need to panic, we've got plenty of time," she assured her.
"If you say so," she muttered. The six of them made it upstairs to their preparation room and Mia made sure the door was locked. "Ok, so when is the hairdresser getting here?" Emily inquired. Lorelai and Liz shared a glance.
"She's already here," said Lorelai, gesturing to her fiancé's sister.
"You're doing the hair?"
"Yes Em...Mrs Gilmore," she replied. Liz was very nervous around Lorelai's mother; she had only met her once or twice after all.
"Well, do you have some kind of qualification in hairdressing?" she quizzed.
"No, I'm just handy with a curling iron," she answered seriously. Emily sighed and turned to her daughter.
"Lorelai, you should have hired a hairdresser for such an occasion," she scolded. "I can call Louisa, she might be available..." Lorelai cut her off.
"No mom, I don't want Louisa to do my hair," she told her. "I want Liz to do it." Emily turned her head and looked Luke's sister up and down.
"Why I shall never understand," she murmured. Liz frowned and turned around to busy herself with something to avoid having to face the horrible woman.
"Mom," she hissed. "Can I talk to you in the hall please?" Emily raised her eyebrows but followed her daughter out of the room, making sure the door was closed behind them.
"What is this about, Lorelai?" she asked impatiently.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she questioned.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh please, attacking Liz like that," she spat. "Why are you being like this?"
"I just think you should have a professional do your hair today," she defended. "This is the most important day of your life."
"Yes, it's the most important day of MY life, not yours, mine," she stressed. "I'll do things my way. I asked Liz to do our hair today and she's going to whether you like it or not, so you'll just have to deal with it."
"Ok, if that's what you want," she gave in. "Don't let me stop you."
"I won't," she told her. "And I think you should apologise to Liz." Emily nodded wordlessly and followed her daughter back into the room.
"Lorelai?" she asked tentatively. She turned around to face her mother. "Are we...ok?"
"Of course," she nodded; smiling softly at Emily's concerned expression. "Just, let me do today my way?" she asked.
"Anything you want dear, this is your special day." The Gilmore women shared a smile, before the girls got to work on their primping. After Lorelai's hair had been curled, Liz placed Rory in the chair and smiled down at the little girl.
"Right sweetie," she began. "It's your turn now, how do you want your hair?" Rory stared at her for a few moments before pointing to her mother.
"Like that," she told her. Liz nodded and picked up the hairbrush, running it through Rory's fine hair.
"You've gotta stay really still while I do it," she said. "Don't move, ok?" Rory nodded eagerly and Liz carefully got to work on styling her hair. Lorelai pinned her bangs up at each side of her head and left some curls flowing down at each side. She didn't want her hair to get in the way during the ceremony, so she felt that it would be better to pin part of it back.
"That looks nice, Lorelai," complimented Emily, moving forward to arrange her curls so they looked symmetrical.
"Thanks mom," she replied. Emily stood in front of her daughter, busying herself with playing with her hair and avoiding eye contact with her. "Mom?" she asked tentatively.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes of course," she assured, snapping out of her stupor. "I just...I brought something for you, you don't have to use it, but I thought it would be a nice..."
"Mom, can you hurry this along? We don't have all day, you know," she joked, mimicking her mother from when they first arrived at the inn. Emily chuckled and moved over to her purse, pulling out an expensive looking box. "What's that?" she asked curiously. Her mother seemed to handle it with such care, it must be something important.
"Open it," she ordered, handing it over to her. Lorelai admired the box for a moment before opening the box and coming face to face with a tiara.
"Is this..." She didn't get a chance to finish her question, Emily did it for her.
"The tiara I wore when I married your father," she confirmed. Lorelai stared down at it, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"You want me to wear it today?" she asked in awe at her mother's gesture.
"Yes, it can be your 'something borrowed'," she said. Lorelai's eyes filled with happy tears and she pulled Emily in for a hug. The elder woman gladly returned the gesture then pulled away to smile at her only daughter. "I'm glad you're happy Lorelai, that's all I ever wanted for you." Lorelai nodded and wiped at her eyes, as she started laughing to herself.
"Good job I haven't got my makeup on yet," she stated, gesturing to her watery eyes. "Would have been ruined by now."
"All done," Liz announced, stepping back from Rory. The girl admired her reflection in the mirror and smiled widely at herself.
"Mommy look!" she demanded, jumping down from her chair and running over to her.
"Wow, look at you," she went along with it. "You look like a big girl with your hair like that." Rory grinned even wider and jumped up and down on the spot.
"Don't keep doing that," warned Liz. "All the curls will fall out then." Rory stopped jumping and frowned slightly. "Do you mind if I spray some hairspray on it?" she asked Lorelai. "I don't want it to fall out and look messy."
"Sure," she allowed. "Don't put too much on though."
"I won't, Luke would probably have a heart attack if he knew what we were doing to her."
"Well he never has to know, you won't tell him will you, Ror?" she asked, just to make sure.
"No," she answered, zipping her lips up to prove it. Lorelai smiled and sat down in a chair, preparing to have her makeup put on.
"Ok, who's doing my makeup?" she asked the room.
"That would be me," announced Mia, picking up Lorelai's makeup bag, as well as a few items of her own. Lorelai settled down as the elder woman got to work on her face; there were only two and a half hours to go until the main event.
The guys arrived at the inn with two hours to spare until the ceremony, giving them plenty of time to prepare. They made it up to their room and Luke sat down on the edge of the bed, putting his hands over his face.
"You ok there, Luke?" TJ asked, coming to sit down next to him. "You're not getting cold feet are you?"
"Course not," he muttered. "I'm just nervous."
"If you're feeling like that Lucas, imagine how Lorelai's holding up," added Buddy. Luke smiled slightly at the mention of his fiancée and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Guess we should get our tuxes on, what do you say Jess?" he asked his nephew.
"Ok," he agreed, shrugging his shoulders in a typical Danes fashion. Luke removed their clothing from the protective bags and gave his nephew his.
"Here, you hold this while I get mine on," he told him. Jess nodded seriously and hugged the small outfit close to him; he always took his uncle's orders seriously. Luke disappeared into the adjoining bathroom and when he returned, he was clad in his wedding gear, minus the bow tie.
"My turn now?" Jess asked hopefully, holding his tux out to Luke. The man nodded and accepted it, before beginning to remove Jess' current clothing. Once the two males were dressed, they stood next to each other and stared at their reflection in the floor length mirror. Jess had a big smile on his face, and Luke looked down at him curiously.
"What are you grinning about?" he asked cautiously. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know or not, Jess had done some mischievous things during his terrible twos.
"I like my tux," he admitted shyly, using his hands to play with the hem of his jacket. Luke smiled proudly at his nephew and bent down to fasten the top button of his shirt. If they didn't look smart enough, he would never hear the end of it from his mother-in-law.
"I'm glad one of us does," he mumbled, mostly to himself. If Jess knew that Luke hated wearing a tux, then he would probably say he hated them too. He was always copying his uncle.
"We need a tie," Jess remembered, fingering the collar of his shirt to show that they weren't wearing any. Luke sighed and looked over at Buddy.
"Any chance you know how to do a bow tie?" he asked hopefully.
"Nope, sorry my friend," he answered, patting Luke on the shoulder sympathetically.
"Guess I'll have to wait for Richard to get here." Jess turned away from the mirror and walked over to Luke, tugging on his pant leg incessantly.
"What is it, Jess?" he questioned.
"Can I get rings now?" he wondered. He had been waiting patiently to take charge of the rings since he and Luke had gone to pick them up a couple of days ago, and now he wanted them.
"Later," was all Luke replied. Jess frowned and scrunched his face up in frustration.
"But I want rings now!" he paddied, stamping his foot on the floor.
"Jess," he warned.
"I s'posed to look after them," he reminded him. Luke sighed heavily and went to retrieve his coat, pulling the box out of the pocket.
"Here," he said. "Keep them in your jacket pocket, and if you lose them, you won't live till the reception," he warned him. Luke took the rings from the box and gave them to Jess, watching him sternly as he carefully placed them in his pocket.
"Thank you," he said happily as he patted his breast pocket. He felt important having such a big job to do, and he was going to make sure he didn't misplace them, for he knew his uncle would never forgive him.
"Promise you won't lose them," he asked, just to make sure. Jess rolled his eyes but nodded and held up his littlest finger.
"Pinkie promise," he said, causing Luke to crease his brow.
"What the hell is pinkie promise?"
"Lowalai and Rory tell me," he informed, moving his finger away from Luke.
"Oh, another one of their little games, huh?" Jess nodded and started playing with his tux again.
"I like my tux," he repeated. Luke just smiled down at him; he had to admit, Jess did look adorable.
"Only an hour to go!" Sookie squealed as she spun around in her maid of honour dress. "Are you excited?"
"I'm terrified," admitted Lorelai, taking a deep breath. Emily, who was smoothing her outfit down, turned around and smiled softly at her daughter.
"Don't bite your nails, Lorelai," she scolded. "You'll be fine, there's no need to worry."
"But that doesn't stop me worrying," she complained. Emily placed a hand on her shoulder.
"You'll be fine," she said, clearer this time. "Now I think it's time you got your dress on, we don't want to be rushing around later, do we?" She shook her head and stood up, picking up her heels from the floor. "Go into the bathroom, I'll bring it in for you."
"Thanks mom," she said gratefully before taking her orders. She sat down on the closed toilet lid and tapped her foot on the cold tile nervously. She couldn't believe that in an hour's time she'd be standing next to her fiancé, where they would become man and wife.
"Here we are," Emily announced herself. "Would you like some help getting into it?"
"Yes please," she accepted. "I don't want to rip it or anything."
"Very well." Lorelai quickly removed her sweats and vest top, while Emily unzipped the dress and prepared to hand it to her daughter. Once Lorelai was clad in just her underwear, Emily told her to step into the material and pulled it up into position.
"Zip me up?" she requested. Emily nodded and Lorelai turned around, letting her mother pull the zip right to the top. She turned around again, and Emily's eyes instantly filled with tears. "Do I look that bad?" Lorelai joked, smoothing her hands over the dress self consciously. Emily shook her head insistently and got a tissue from the pack next to the sink, dabbing her eyes with it carefully.
"You look beautiful, Lorelai," she said, her voice telling of her tears. Lorelai's eyes filled up as well and she groaned in frustration.
"I told you not to make me cry after I had my makeup on," she whined, trying her very hardest to hold her tears in. Emily laughed and reached over to put a strand of her hair back into the pin it had fallen from.
"You still look radiant," she said quietly. Lorelai smiled and averted her gaze to the floor. Usually after an act of affection between the two of them, there was always an awkward moment that followed. "Don't forget this," Emily remembered, changing the subject entirely. Lorelai watched her pick up the tiara and place it on her head, smiling once it was sitting perfectly in her tamed curls.
"Does it look ok?" she asked hopefully.
"See for yourself." The two ladies looked into the mirror above the sink and Lorelai smiled at her own reflection.
"Wait, I'm missing something," she said, reaching over to the cabinet and pulling out the necklace that Luke bought for her to wear today.
"My, that's a gorgeous necklace, where did you get that?" she wondered.
"Luke bought it for me," she told her. "He said it can be my something new."
"That was sweet of him," she said thoughtfully. "Here, let me fasten it for you." Emily took the necklace from Lorelai's grasp and fastened the clasp at the back of her neck, while Lorelai watched in the mirror and smiled when she saw how well it went with the dress and tiara. "Luke has good taste," Emily observed, watching Lorelai finger the item of jewellery.
"I know," she agreed. "He bought me a necklace and matching earrings for our first Christmas together, I think you've seen them actually. They're beautiful too, I guess I'm lucky." She took a deep breath and tore her eyes away from herself in the mirror. "Ok, I'm ready to make my entrance." Emily nodded and opened the bathroom door, letting Lorelai step outside to greet her bridesmaids.
"Oh my god," screeched Sookie. "You look gorgeous!" Lorelai grinned widely, loving the compliments already.
"Yeah, Lorelai," agreed Liz. "Luke's gonna die when he sees you."
"God, I hope not," she replied. "So I look presentable?"
"Presentable? You look like freaking Cinderella," said Sookie excitedly. Lorelai giggled and took hold of Rory's hand.
"What do you think sweets, does mommy look like Cinderella?" she asked her. Rory looked her mom up and down before shaking her head slowly. "I don't?"
"No, you better," she said decisively, causing Lorelai's eyes to light up.
"Thanks baby," she cooed. "And you look better than Sleeping Beauty." Rory smiled in return and stepped forward to hug her mom, but came into contact with white material instead.
"I like my dress," she told her, twirling around to show her how it swung about.
"I like your dress too," she agreed. "But I'm a little biased cause I made it."
"I get fwowers?" the little girl wondered.
"Yes you get flowers," she assured her. "But not yet ok?" Rory twisted her mouth thoughtfully then went to join her grandma over by the window.
"You pretty, granma," she told her, making Emily smile.
"Thank you, darling, you look just like a princess." Rory grinned and surveyed the room; her mom fussing with her dress, Sookie fiddling with her hair and Liz putting her shoes on. She couldn't wait for the wedding, she'd heard about it so much from her mom since Luke proposed and she was so excited for it to actually happen. She just couldn't wait any longer.
Luke made it out into the garden fifteen minutes before the ceremony was due to start. The chairs that had been set out were already half full, and he could see various townspeople rushing to get the best seat in the house. He strolled up the aisle to the front and got into his position, looking over the crowd nervously.
He was terrified. This was the biggest thing he had done in his life, besides adopting Rory, and he worried that he would do or say something wrong and make a fool out of himself. He still wondered if he was living a dream sometimes; he had a fiancée, soon to be his wife, a daughter who would be three in a few months time, a house that he shared with the two most important people in his life and great friends. He really was a lucky man.
"Luke!" He snapped out of his thoughts to find Miss Patty rushing towards him in an overly floral dress.
"Hey Patty," he greeted, putting a hand up in the air as his signature wave.
"Oh honey, this is it, the big day is finally here," she said animatedly.
"I know," he nodded. "It's unbelievable."
"Just a few more minutes."
"Yeah," he whispered to himself. He noticed Buddy bringing Jess up to the front and gave him a thankful smile.
"He couldn't wait to get out here, could you son?" Jess shook his head and went up to stand next to his uncle.
"Thanks for taking him to the bathroom just now," he said gratefully. "I didn't want him interrupting halfway through saying he needed to go." Buddy chuckled.
"It would make for a good wedding story though," he pointed out. Luke smiled and looked to the crowd again. "I'll be in the front row, ok?" He nodded and watched Buddy take his seat and wait for Maisy to join him. She had gone to the bathroom too.
"Hey Jess, you still got the rings in there?" he asked, pointing to his nephew's breast pocket.
"Yeah," he stated proudly. Luke narrowed his eyes.
"Show me." Jess tutted impatiently but reached into his pocket and pulled out both of the gold bands.
"There," he said. "I look after rings."
"I know, buddy, I just had to make sure," he shrugged. Jess placed them back into his pocket and stood up straight with his hands clasped behind his back.
"I look smart?" he asked. Luke looked down at him again and nodded.
"You look very smart," he told him. "Just tone it down a little, I don't want you to look better than me," he joked. Jess put his hands by his side instead and smiled up at his uncle. There were only five minutes left until the ceremony began, and Luke's heart was beating faster and faster with every passing second.
"Are you ready, Lorelai?" asked Sookie. There were only ten minutes to go, ten minutes until she would be getting married. She took a deep breath before nodding to her best friend.
"Ready as I'll ever be," she muttered, watching as Liz took Rory's hand and led her out of the room, followed by Sookie. She was about to follow when her mother stopped her.
"Lorelai, wait," she requested. She turned around to look Emily in the eye.
"What's up? We only have ten minutes, we'd better get go..." Emily cut off her daughter's babbling.
"I just want to tell you that I love you," she said. "And I wish you and Luke a long, happy life together." Lorelai smiled affectionately and moved forward to hug her again.
"Thanks mom, I love you too," she replied.
"Good, now that that's settled we'd better get you married. What do you say?"
"I'd say that's one of the best ideas you've had all day," she said, linking her arm through Emily's as the two left the room. Richard was waiting at the bottom of the stairs for them, holding Lorelai's bouquet. He had given the other girls theirs and they were all waiting patiently by the back door for the bride.
The proud father looked up at his daughter as she descended the staircase in her flowing white dress. He was blown away by her beauty, he had never really noticed it before and he couldn't believe that he had created her. Lorelai and Emily finally reached the lobby, and Emily placed Lorelai's arm in Richard's.
"She's in your hands now, I'll leave the rest up to you," she said to him. She left a kiss on Lorelai's cheek then began to walk towards the back door, ready to watch her daughter commit herself to Luke.
"You look beautiful, sweetheart," he told her, running his hand through her hair lovingly. Lorelai beamed and leaned into him.
"I'm shaking like hell," she admitted, holding her hand up for him to see.
"Don't worry, I was exactly the same when I married your mother, but when you're up there saying your vows, it all changes," he assured her. He cleared his throat and looked down at his shoes. "Do you have all your somethings?" he asked, just to make sure.
"Yeah, mom's tiara is old and borrowed, my necklace is new and my underwear is blue," she giggled.
"Very good," he nodded. "And I really needed to know about your underwear." Lorelai blushed and squeezed his arm.
"Lorelai, it's starting," said Sookie, interrupting their father/daughter moment. Lorelai took another deep breath and squeezed her father's arm even tighter, letting him lead her towards the double doors. The music began and Sookie took hold of Rory's hand, guiding her off the porch and towards the aisle.
She let her go first, with her following close behind and Liz after her. Rory sauntered down the aisle, loving all the attention she was receiving. She was so wrapped up in looking at all the eyes on her, that she wasn't watching where she was going and she walked right into someone's chair, landing on her butt.
"Uh oh," she mumbled to herself. Sookie scurried forward and helped Rory back onto her feet, then she carried on towards her dad, who was grinning at her as she made her way to him. "Hi daddy," she whispered to him, standing next to him where Lorelai was supposed to stand. He ran his hand through her hair for a moment then let Sookie take her off to the side where the bridesmaids were meant to stand. Liz took her place as well, then the wedding march started up.
The crowd got to their feet as Lorelai and Richard appeared through the door and started their slow walk down from the porch. Lorelai's eyes met Luke's as soon as she reached the back row, and it seemed that the crowd of people just seemed disappear and it was only him and her. Lorelai stumbled a little halfway down, but Richard caught her before she could fall and held onto her arm tighter. She really was nervous.
They finally reached the front, and Richard gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek before placing her hand in Luke's and taking his seat on the front row next to his wife. Luke stroked his thumb over the back of Lorelai's hand as he stared intensely into her eyes.
"You look amazing," he said quietly to her, so nobody could hear him except Reverend Skinner.
"You don't look too bad yourself," she replied, flashing him a bright smile before turning to the reverend.
All was going smoothly so far, the only hiccup had been Rory's little fall and Lorelai's minor stumble on the way down the aisle. Reverend Skinner had just requested the rings, and Luke turned to look down at Jess expectantly.
"Jess, I need the rings," he told the little boy. Jess' eyes lit up at the fact he was about to play his part in the ceremony, and he stuffed his hand into his pocket, pulling out the two gold bands.
"Here, I look after rings good," he said with a nod, as Luke smiled at him and took them out of his hand. Luke gave them to Reverend Skinner and they each recited their words to each other, before placing the ring on their partner's respective finger. Lorelai stopped Luke before he could slide on hers, and took it from his grasp so she could admire the inscription.
"She didn't go away," she read aloud, so the crowd could hear them also. Her heart melted when she read the words and she smiled at her husband-almost. "From the horoscope?" she whispered.
"Yeah," he shrugged. "It seemed appropriate." She nodded and let him put the ring in it's place on her finger, right next to her engagement ring.
"I now pronounce you man and wife," Reverend Skinner announced, clapping his hands along with the rest of the guests. "You may kiss your bride, Luke," he allowed. Luke wasted no time in completing that task, and he seemed to forget about everyone that was watching. The only person he was interested in right now was his wife; that's right, his wife.
Lorelai felt something tugging on her dress and she reluctantly pulled her lips away from her new husband's to find Rory pulling on her dress.
"What's the matter, sweets?" she asked. It better be something good for her to interrupt a kiss like that.
"Need to go to the bathroom," she told her, squirming uneasily as she said it.
"Ok babe, we'll get you there in a minute." Luke swung his daughter up onto his hip and gave her forehead a kiss, before he took hold of his wife's hand and pulled her up the aisle through the mass of applauding townspeople. They finally did it.
After many pictures had been taken by the photographer, mostly by Emily's orders, the party started up and everyone gathered around on the lawn to greet the newlywed couple.
"Here they are ladies and gentlemen, the ones we've been waiting for," Kirk announced. He had bugged Luke to no end to let him be the DJ at the reception, and he had finally given in. "Give a warm welcome to Mr and Mrs Luke Danes!" he said. Luke and Lorelai came out of the inn with an arm around each other and Lorelai waved excitedly to them all.
After being greeted by what felt like every single guest, everyone made it to their tables and Luke pulled Lorelai's chair out for her.
"Thanks husband," she gushed, leaving a soft kiss on his cheek before taking her seat.
"You're welcome wife." They shared a smile and he took hold of her hand over the table, just as Sookie rose to her feet and tapped a spoon against her glass.
"Hey everyone," she greeted them. "I'm Sookie St. James, the maid of honour. I've known Lorelai since she moved to Stars Hollow just under two years ago. I was amazed by how brave she'd been in moving away from home to raise her daughter, at such a young age as well. You probably all know that it didn't take her long to find her way to Luke's diner, where she found the best coffee she'd ever had."
"The coffee wasn't the only thing that kept her going back there though, it was the owner that caught her eye; Mr Mcgrumperson." The guests chuckled at her name for Luke. "She kept going back there for coffee, and the next thing we know, they're going on a date. Luke didn't waste much time in asking her out, and it worked out in the long run, cause look at them now." She looked to her right and smiled at her best friend.
"They've had their rough patches, we all know that, and there have been times when we thought it was the end of them as a couple. But through everything that's happened over the course of the time they've been together, they've always worked through it and come out stronger than ever at the other end. They're an inspiration, and I wish them and little Rory a lifetime of happiness. To Luke and Lorelai." Everyone clunked their glasses together and took a few sips of their champagne, then Luke stood up to address the crowd.
"Uh, Jess would have made a speech, but he can't read or write yet and his sentences are a little mangled," he chuckled, gaining a response from the crowd. "But I know he'd like to say a few things anyway so I'll pass you onto him." Luke lifted Jess up and whispered something in his ear, causing the little boy to grin at the crowd.
"Hi," he greeted them. "I like my tux." Everyone awed at him, including Emily and Richard. "I look after the rings good." Another round of awes and coos. "And I love Uncle Luke 'n' Aunt Lowalai," Luke gave him a pat on the back for doing so good with his speech and Lorelai leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. He grinned at all the attention, then Luke settled him back in his seat.
"I'd like to say a few words too," said Lorelai, getting to her feet. "First I'd like to thank you all for coming; it means so much to us to have you here with us today. I never thought I'd get this far so soon after moving here. I never really pictured myself getting married, or living in a house, and I never imagined for a second that my daughter would have a proper father. But we have all of that, and I'm so proud of what my life's become."
"I know I wouldn't be where I am today without Emily and Richard Gilmore; my mom and dad. They've helped me so much; mom gave me advice on how to raise Rory, dad stuck by me when I got in trouble, and they both bought us the most amazing wedding present anyone could ask for; the roof over our heads."
"While those two have helped me out so much, there's still no way that my life would be half as good if I hadn't met Luke Danes. He's my coffee supplier, the father to my kid, my protector, my Mr. Fix-it, and now my husband," she listed. "He's my everything. So that's why I've decided that if I'm taking his last name, it's only right that my daughter does as well." She smiled down at Luke. "Everyone, meet Rory Danes." She gestured down to the toddler sitting on the chair next to her.
People applauded as others muttered amongst themselves. Lorelai looked to Emily and Richard and noticed they were astounded by the fact that their granddaughter wouldn't share their surname anymore.
"I just think it makes sense," she told them. "Now we're a proper family." The elder Gilmores nodded but they still looked to be thinking about it. They couldn't stop her from changing it, they had no right, but it hurt a bit to know that they'd kind of lost their daughter and granddaughter.
"Ok ladies and gentlemen," said Kirk through the microphone. "The buffet is on that table over there, so help yourselves and let the party begin!" The music started up and people began mulling around, some going for food and others heading towards the dance floor.
"We did it," Luke whispered in his wife's ear. She grinned at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, joining her hands together.
"Finally," she replied, before leaning in and capturing his lips in hers. They shared another passionate kiss, and Buddy and Maisy just happened to be walking by.
"Get a room," Maisy called, causing Buddy to snicker at her. Luke pulled away from Lorelai and blushed furiously.
"We're quite happy where we are, thank you," said Lorelai, pulling Luke towards her again. He was gonna protest but then he remembered that this was his wedding reception; if he wanted to kiss his wife then that's what he'd do.
"Gross," muttered Maisy to herself.
"Come on Maize, you remember what it's like being a newlywed," Buddy teased her, wrapping his arms around her waist and attempting to pull her close.
"Get off me you big oaf," she complained, trying to push him away. The man laughed and settled on taking his wife's hand instead.
"You'd better save a dance for me later," he warned. Maisy nodded and the two strolled off towards the buffet table, leaving Luke and Lorelai alone to make out.
"If everyone would like to clear the floor, I want to invite the bride and groom down for their first dance as a married couple," Kirk announced, shooing everyone off the dance floor. Luke stood up and held his hand out to Lorelai, and she gladly placed hers in his and he pulled her to her feet, before guiding her over to the deserted dance floor.
Some guests had returned to their seats, while others crowded around the floor to watch their favourite couple slow dance together. Luke pulled her towards him and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, while hers went around his neck. He began to sway them to the music; Eternal Flame by The Bangles, and Lorelai looked up at him with a soft smile on her face.
"You chose The Bangles?" she asked, in awe at how great this man really was.
"Yeah, you said it was one of your favourite slow songs when we went to the concert last year," he said quietly.
"It is," she confirmed. "I can't believe you remembered that."
"I'm a good listener, remember?" She nodded and moved forward to kiss him, gaining some cheers from their audience. Luke veered back slightly when he heard them all making a fuss about it, and Lorelai opened her eyes for a brief moment.
"Ignore them," she told him before actually kissing him this time. She pulled away with a wide smile and rested her chin on his shoulder, letting him lead them as they continued to sway.
"The happy couple invite you to join them on the floor, so if you're in love, get your butts up here!" Luke gave Kirk a stern glare, and the man simply shrugged as more people started dancing around them.
"What do you say guys?" Liz asked Jess and Rory, as she clung onto TJ's hand. "Wanna go dance?"
"Yeah," Rory answered, clapping her hands together excitedly. Jess didn't seem so happy about the suggestion though, and he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Dancing for girls," he muttered.
"Nuh uh, TJ is gonna dance with me, and Uncle Luke is up there." She pointed towards the bride and groom and Jess narrowed his eyes at them suspiciously.
"TJ, dancing for girls?" he asked the man. He had grown to like his mom's boyfriend, although he still found him a bit stupid sometimes.
"Course not," he answered. "Anyone can dance, and it's even better if you're dancing with a lady." He nudged the little boy's arm and Jess smiled ever so slightly. "Why don't you ask you lady friend to dance?" he suggested. Jess twisted his mouth thoughtfully then nodded hesitantly.
"Ok Jessie, we'll just be over here if you need us," informed Liz, pointing over to the dance floor. Jess nodded then glanced over at Rory shyly.
"Want to dance?" he asked her. Rory smiled at her cousin.
"Ok," she agreed. He reached down and took hold of her hand, dragging her in the direction of the floor. When they got there, he looked around at all the other couples and found a fair few of them in the traditional position, so he grabbed Rory's left hand with his right and slung his left arm around her waist. He began moving them around clumsily and they each giggled as they almost fell over on more than one occasion.
"Look at Rory and Jess," Richard whispered in Emily's ear as they swayed slowly. She looked over to the two toddlers and a frown set itself on her face. "What's the matter?" he asked.
"Rory's starting young," she commented, with a hint of worry in her voice. "Even Lorelai didn't start taking an interest in socialising with the opposite sex until she was six."
"Oh Emily, nothing's going to happen with Rory and Jess," he told her.
"How do you know? Lorelai met Christopher in Kindergarten, and they found out they were having a child together in their sophomore year of high school. That could easily happen again with Rory." Richard chuckled and placed a calming hand on his wife's shoulder.
"Nothing is going to happen because Rory and Jess are cousins now," he reminded her. Emily's eyes widened with realisation before she smiled at him.
"Oh yes, of course they are," she said. Her eyes began tracing the dance floor, looking for her daughter and son-in-law. She spotted them near the middle, and she noticed Luke was grinning as Lorelai laughed at something he'd said. They looked happy, and that's all she had ever wanted for Lorelai.
"They look really happy, don't they?" asked Richard, catching on to who Emily was staring at.
"They do," she nodded with a sigh. "Remember when we were like that?"
"I like to think we still are," he said, giving her a small nudge.
"We're happy, but we're not newlyweds anymore," she murmured sadly. "We've got a nineteen year old daughter, and a granddaughter." Richard rested his chin on top of her head.
"Twenty one years," he stated.
"We must be old," she chuckled.
"No, we're just on the wrong side of forty, it doesn't make us old."
"We're old," she said firmly, before tightening her arms around Richard and keeping her focus on Lorelai and Luke.
"People have stopped staring," Lorelai whispered to her husband as they continued to dance among the crowd of people.
"Think we can get away for a while?" he wondered.
"I think we have a pretty good chance," she nodded. "Come on." She grabbed his hand and dragged him off the dance floor, heading over to the free bar instead. "Grab a bottle of champagne," she ordered as they passed by. One of the waiting staff gave them a nod as he handed over a freshly opened bottle, then Lorelai pulled Luke away from all the action.
"Where are we going?" he questioned, recognising the route well. She finally stopped when they reached the potting shed and she dropped to the floor next to the lake.
"Sit down," she told him.
"But your dress is gonna get dirty," he protested.
"Doesn't matter," she shrugged. "Anyway, the grass is dry, it hasn't rained in weeks."
"Ok," he mumbled, lowering himself to the ground next to her and handing her the bottle of champagne. She took a few swigs before giving it back to him, and then he did the same.
"I miss it here," she admitted, looking out over the lake that sparkled as the setting sun shone down on it.
"Yeah, it's just...peaceful, I guess. It's a lot different to living on a proper street next to Babette," she joked.
"Yeah, can't get any peace with her around," he agreed. "You don't regret moving though, do you?"
"No," she assured him, shaking her head to prove her point. "I love that we have a real house, and Rory has a proper place to grow up in. I just wish we could have taken the lake with us." He laughed and gave her the champagne again, before moving in to give her a kiss.
"We can get a pond," he allowed, but she knew he was just messing around.
"It's not the same," she pouted. "And stop mocking me."
"I'm not," he defended.
"You are. I'm your wife now; you have to be nice to me."
"I'm always nice to you," he said softly as he brushed some hair away from her face and leaned in to kiss her. She cupped his cheek in her palm and angled her head to deepen the kiss, gaining a groan from Luke.
"Luke?" she asked breathlessly when she pulled back slightly. "Where are we going on our honeymoon?" Luke laughed and shook his head at her abrupt change of subject.
"You can't wait to find out, can you?"
"No, I wanna know!" she whined. "It's not camping, is it?" He laughed again.
"No, we're not going camping," he assured her.
"Good," she sighed in relief. "Is it hot there?"
"Oh yeah," he nodded.
"And sunny too, will I get a tan?"
"Is there a pool?"
"There's a pool," he confirmed.
"Are we playing twenty questions here?" He chuckled and prodded her side playfully, causing her to bat his hand away.
"I wanted to wait till tomorrow to tell you, but I guess I could tell you now," he decided. "I've made you wait long enough."
"Yes you have, now spill," she demanded.
"Ok, how do you feel about Barbados?" Lorelai's eyes widened and a large childish grin made it onto her face.
"We're going to Barbados, for ten days?" she asked in surprise.
"Well technically we're going for two days," he corrected, causing Lorelai to furrow her brows in confusion.
"Two days?" she asked.
"Yeah, you see we have to be in New York tomorrow night to get on the ship," he explained. Lorelai's jaw dropped momentarily before she threw her arms around Luke.
"We're going on a cruise?" she asked, just to make sure. She felt him nod as she rested her head on his shoulder and she squealed excitedly. "I can't believe this!"
"So you like it?"
"I love it," she exclaimed. "Which places do we visit?"
"Well we start from New York, sail down to Florida where we'll stay in Miami for a day. Then we'll head down to the Caribbean islands and stop at St. Lucia, Antigua, St. Maarten and Barbados. Then we'll fly back to New York." Lorelai couldn't believe she was actually going on a Caribbean cruise, tomorrow as well.
"I love you," she said, pulling him in for another kiss. Luke became an active participant and they spent their time hanging out by the lake; drinking, talking and of course, kissing. They finally got called back to the party when it was time to cut the cake, and they reluctantly trudged back up through the gardens to see their guests again.
By ten that evening, the party was finally beginning to die down and Luke and Lorelai managed to say goodbye to their guests. All they wanted to do was go home and enjoy their wedding night, which they were both looking forward to immensely.
"Ok, time for the bouquet throwing ladies!" Lorelai called, gathering up Sookie and Liz. "All the single and unmarried people gather round." Many women crowded around and pushed to get to the front, as Lorelai turned around and prepared to throw her bouquet over her head. "Ready?" she asked.
"Ok, here it comes." She threw it as well as she could and turned to see who the lucky lady was. She squealed when she saw who had caught it. "Sookie!"
"I caught it," she exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly.
"You're next to get married," she giggled, wrapping an arm around her best friend.
"Shh, don't let Jackson hear you," she hushed. "I don't wanna freak him out, he'll ask me when he's ready to."
"Ok Sook, but you're my maid of honour, so that means I get to be yours. Keep that in mind," she hinted.
"I will," she said with an added eye roll. "Now you'd better get going, I think your husband is waiting for you." She gestured in the direction of Luke, and Lorelai turned to find him cradling a sleepy Rory in his arms.
"Right, I'd better say goodbye to my baby before we leave her for the night," she stated. "I'll come and see you tomorrow before we leave," she promised.
"Hey, did you find out where you're going on your honeymoon?" she asked curiously. Lorelai grinned and nodded eagerly. "Well, tell me then!"
"I am going on a Caribbean cruise," she exclaimed. Sookie looked shocked, before she hugged her friend tightly.
"You are so lucky," she gushed. "I hope you have an amazing time."
"I will, Sook. See you tomorrow." After saying goodbye to a few other people, Lorelai made her way over to Luke and Rory, ready to depart. "Hi sweets," she cooed, not bothering to take her daughter from her father. "Are you ready to go to bed?"
"I tired," she sighed, nuzzling into the warmth of Luke.
"Well you're gonna sleep at Mia's house tonight," she told her. "But daddy and I will pick you up in the morning so we can spend the day together before we leave. How does that sound?" Rory simply nodded, she was too tired to do anything else.
"Are you all set to go?" Luke asked.
"I just need to say goodnight to my parents." He nodded and followed her over to them. "Hey mom, dad," she greeted. "Luke and I are gonna get going now."
"Oh ok," said Emily, slightly disappointed. She hardly got to spend any alone time with her daughter at the party, as Lorelai had snuck off with her new husband. "The ceremony was beautiful."
"It was, wasn't it?" she gushed. "I can't believe it's all over."
"But you have the honeymoon to look forward to," Richard pointed out. "Ten days in the Caribbean."
"You knew?" she asked in disbelief.
"Luke told us," Emily informed. "But we were sworn to secrecy."
"How many other people knew before I did?" she quizzed him.
"Just Emily and Richard," he assured her. "And Jess, but he swore he wouldn't tell."
"I guess I can deal with that," she muttered. "Anyway, we came over to thank you for all your help with the planning, we wouldn't have been able to do it without you," she said gratefully.
"You're welcome, Lorelai. I'm just glad you're so happy," Emily told her, wrapping her arms around her daughter. "I'm proud of you."
"Thanks mom," she said as she pulled away. She hugged her dad as well, then the three of them went over to the car that would take the couple back to their house. It had been decorated with ribbons, and there were some tin cans attached to the exhaust by some string. A sign had been taped to the back window reading 'Just Married', and someone had spray painted pink hearts on the side of it.
"So you guys are ready to leave?" Mia asked as she approached them.
"Yeah, we've done enough partying for one night," joked Lorelai.
"Well, it's been a lovely day today, I'm glad it all went smoothly for you both." She gave them each a hug, before prying Rory out of Luke's arms.
"I left her overnight bag in your office," Lorelai told her. "There should be everything you need in there."
"Thanks Lorelai, I'm sure we'll be fine though won't we Rory?" she prodded. Rory nodded sleepily and rested her head against the inn owner's shoulder.
"Thank you for taking her tonight," she said gratefully.
"It's no problem; I want to spend some time with her before she goes to stay in Hartford for ten days. I'll miss you all so much."
"We'll miss you too, but I bet it'll fly by."
"Ok, time to go?" Luke asked. He was eager to get home, so he and Lorelai could really get the night started.
"Right," she nodded. "Bye hon, I love you," she said quietly to her daughter, leaving a kiss on the top of her head.
"Be good for Mia, ok?" Luke asked, and Rory nodded in reply. He kissed her also, before he held the car door open and allowed Lorelai to climb in, making sure she didn't trap her dress in the door. Luke got in after her and they wound the window down, waving to everybody as the car pulled away.
After what seemed like a lengthy drive, but was in fact only five minutes long, the car stopped in the driveway of their house and Luke helped his wife out. They waited for the driver to pull away before she fell into her husband and wrapped her arms around him.
"I can't wait for you to take this dress off of me," she said seductively in his ear, causing Luke to begin walking her backwards towards the porch. They climbed the steps together clumsily; obviously they'd had a little too much champagne, and Luke hastily unlocked the door.
"Wait," he stopped her before she could enter their home.
"Why?" she wondered. He answered by bending slightly at the knees and hoisting her up into his arms, gaining a surprised yelp from her. "Luke," she giggled as he carried her over the threshold.
"It's tradition," he shrugged, kicking the door closed behind them before continuing up to their bedroom.
Lorelai knew from that day on, that it would never be just her and Rory ever again. There were three of them now; a proper family.
- THE END -
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